Michael: Hey, Dad.
George Sr.: Michael! What are you doing here?
Michael: You needed my help, and it was hard for you to ask, so I took it upon myself to bring her.
George Sr.: That doesn't make you uncomfortable?
Michael: Well, yeah, the drive was a little awkward.
George Sr.: Not every son would do this for his father. Thank you for this.
Lucille: [o.s.] Hello, George.
George Sr.: What the hell's your mother doing in here?
Michael: Who were you expecting?
George Sr.: Oh, I've done a bad thing. I've done a terrible thing.
Michael: There's someone else in that trailer, isn't there?
George Sr.: I've done a repulsive thing.